tangshan ore 3,42
Installation, Political / Social, Organic material, 200x300cm
TANGSHAN
Light: fragments and appearances of strength, purity and life.
Man could capture it, creating perfect works to give off and spread it.
So the lights of chandeliers become tangled in a city loaded with vital drives,
a whirlwind of iridescences, an uninterrupted swarm of fleeting lightning and flashes.
03,42 a.m.
While rapid and unexpected rumble implodes, the chandeliers get bogged down and break on the ground spreading no more light, but rather thick darkness, terror, anguish, shouts, dismay.
In the darkness surrounding him, man collects blindly
the fragments of his works and his life,
resigned and overpowered, shrouded in the dumb silence of the dead.
Light: fragments and appearances of strength, purity and life.
Man could capture it, creating perfect works to give off and spread it.
So the lights of chandeliers become tangled in a city loaded with vital drives,
a whirlwind of iridescences, an uninterrupted swarm of fleeting lightning and flashes.
03,42 a.m.
While rapid and unexpected rumble implodes, the chandeliers get bogged down and break on the ground spreading no more light, but rather thick darkness, terror, anguish, shouts, dismay.
In the darkness surrounding him, man collects blindly
the fragments of his works and his life,
resigned and overpowered, shrouded in the dumb silence of the dead.
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